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Spaghetti knots


this is how it’ll end


with sunshine

and the dog still on a walk

moving through the snow banks

in a crystal chasm of what could’ve been

if only the day was a little bit longer

and the night wasn’t so long


with you smiling

a warm light filling happiness

shared between your first kiss and your last

the memories of a childhood that paves itself out

in spiraling consistency when you learnt what alcohol

tasted like

when you promised to never drink again

when you did


with a man in sri lanka wandering the street

not knowing who you are

but imagining that you were the one


with a land lady pounding

demanding you to turn down the documentaries

and unlock the door because rent is due

the deadline is passed

you’ll see what the real world holds


with a world unreal

laying in bed soaked in sun

steamed by a day of baking

and the exhaustion of measuring




because they are not rising

stuck there like frowns


with a plate full

an appetite for something else

a universe not hungry for much more

though you say that you’ll never leave

before you do


About kacperniburski

I am searching for something in between the letters.


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